"ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴꜱ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ?" - ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ; ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪᴀɴᴛ
PEOPLE STARE CAUTIOUSLY AT THE YOUNG GIRL WALKING THROUGH THE STREETS.
the girls black hair which is held back into a loose ponytail, sways lightly with the beat of the wind as her heterochromia blue and yellow eyes stay ahead of her. she also has a plain white mask wrapped around the lower half of her face, sitting just below her nose. certainly not a common look in the streets of london, which earned her a few looks from on goers, muttering things along the lines of 'kids these days' and 'and not only does she have weird looks, she has a snake wrapped around her neck!
civilians actively avoid you as you make your way down the street, headed for your small little apartment.
you breath out as you finally reach the door of your apartment, which the front lady had given you for free. she was so scared of you she just handed you the key to a random room and ran off somewhere.
you unlock the door and step inside, it was a pretty boring room, plain, off-white walls with some shabby furniture and a tiny kitchen. the bedroom was probably the size of a single bed, which you could luckily fit on, being unfortunately short.
you place your key on the kitchen counter and stretch your arms above your head, stroking your finger on your snakes head.
he snuggles up closer to your neck before slithering off somewhere, you shake your head, kaburamaru always seemed to have a place in your small apartment to hide.
it was only in the comfort of your own apartment that kaburamaru would ever leave your side.
on any other occasion, he was around your neck all the time.
guess you both have attachment issues after.. those years.
you snap your head to the yellow-tinted window as a small tap is heard, narrowing your eyes and taking a cautious step towards it.
you peer out, calming down,
oh.. it's just an owl.
you look at it further, raising an eyebrow in confusion. it had a letter in it's beak.
you slowly open the window, flinching back as the owl flies in, dropping the letter in your hands before flying over to your kitchen, smashing into cupboards and at the small fridge.
you deadpan and open up a lower cupboard, taking out a box of cheerios cereal and pouring some out on the bench.
the bird beams and zooms over, immediately munching on some cheerios.
you shake your head and look down at the letter.
it was a rather heavy one, with the parchment being a sort of white-brown. it was sealed together with a wax seal, engraved was a badger, a snake, a lion, and an eagle.
you peel it open, spilling out the paper on the table.
you pick up the piece of paper, scanning each word thoroughly,
Miss [Name] Iguro
Apartment 47
London, England
Dear Miss Iguro,
we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted
at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.
Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no longer than 31 July.
you blink, but nod in remembrance,
right. i remember meeting a wizard before, odd man he was.
you sigh, cracking your knuckles as the owl flies off again.
you go to your fridge, opening it and pulling out a tub of mango yoghurt.
pouring yourself a bowl, you close all the curtains and turn the lights on, double checking your front door was locked.
you couldn't have someone walking in on you with your mask off.
you shudder at the thought, sitting on a stool and pulling your bowl of yoghurt towards yourself.
with a heavy breath, you reach behind your head, unwrapping the bandage mask from your mouth.
you hated having your mask off. you felt exposed. naked.
once the mask was fully off, it revealed a nasty scar stretching from near one ear to the other, going through your mouth.
you remember the very day you got this scar like it was yesterday.
a terrifying snake woman had lured many of your family members into following her bidding.
and due to your pretty eyes, the 'woman' had wanted your blood, and wanted you to look more like her.
so she got your aunt to hold you over a bowl and have your uncle slit the ends of your mouth nearly up to your ears just to resemble the terrifying snake woman.
the pain was excrutiating.
you barely made it away that day, and now you have this scar to tell the tale. not that you'd ever shown anyone the scar.
kaburamaru was your best friend. your only friend.
the only person ever since to see you without your mask on. the only person who will ever see you without your mask on.
everyone else was too judgemental.
they would judge you on your scar and how ugly it is.
you know how ugly it is.
you tell yourself that every day.
yes, you were jealous.
jealous of the other girls and boys who didn't have massive scars ruining their faces.
even the ones with little scars. but little scars that somehow seemed to accentuate their features. not like yours. yours ruined your entire face.
so yes.
you were utterly jealous.
a/n ; what y'all thinkin so far?
words ; 840
date posted ; 16/10/22
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